Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

Shen Jingshu couldn't refuse after several attempts, so she had no choice but to stay and have lunch with them.

There were only three people at the table. The Mo family had no rule against talking while eating, so the atmosphere was very relaxed and easygoing. During the meal, Old Master Mo inquired in detail about Shen Jingshu's studies and daily life, and she answered calmly and truthfully.

After chatting for a while, the old man changed the subject, his gaze falling on her with a smile: "Jing Shu, what do you think of my grandson? He's only a few years older than you, and he's now in full charge of the Mo Group. He's capable and has a solid family background. I think you two are a perfect match. Why don't you consider him?"

Mo Hanzhou, who was drinking soup nearby, was caught off guard and choked abruptly, his throat tightening. He looked up with a helpless expression.

Grandpa Mo glanced at him indifferently, completely ignoring his grandson's embarrassment, his gaze remaining fixed on Shen Jingshu.

He was calculating in his mind: Shen Jingshu possessed extraordinary abilities and a calm and insightful temperament. If she could marry into the Mo family, it would be a blessing for the entire family. Moreover, Mo Hanzhou had been single since childhood and had never had a close female companion. Over time, the old man even secretly began to wonder if his grandson's heart was not with women.

The elderly man, who had lived overseas for many years, was open-minded and had none of the old-fashioned rigidity that the older generation often had. He spoke his mind directly and decided to bring the two together on the spot.

Faced with Old Master Mo's sudden matchmaking, Shen Jingshu was both amused and exasperated.

She calmly swallowed the food in her mouth, picked up a tissue to wipe her lips, and said in a gentle yet firm tone, "Grandpa Mo, thank you for your kindness. Mr. Mo is of exceptional character and ability, and is truly outstanding. But I already have a boyfriend."

"What? You already have a boyfriend?"

The smile on Old Master Mo's face vanished instantly, replaced by deep disappointment in his eyes. After a two-second silence, he pressed on relentlessly, his tone laced with urging, "So who's your boyfriend? Is he as good as my Hanzhou? You young people don't need to rush into settling down these days. Look around, compare, and you should always choose the best one."

Shen Jingshu smiled faintly, her attitude remaining firm: "He's very good, I have no intention of changing him."

Upon hearing this, Old Master Mo had no choice but to give up, letting out a long sigh: "So be it, it seems our Mo family is not fortunate enough."

After saying that, he turned and glared at Mo Hanzhou, who was standing silently to the side, his eyes full of disappointment and frustration.

Mo Hanzhou looked bewildered, innocently bearing all of his grandfather's resentment, and could only lower his eyes helplessly.

After the meal, Grandpa Mo was in high spirits. Upon learning that Shen Jingshu could play chess, he immediately invited her to stay, saying, "Jingshu, play a couple of games of chess with me before you leave."

The old man was secretly plotting something: he often lost to his old friends at chess, a case of being bad at the game but addicted to it. Shen Jingshu looked young and her chess skills seemed immature; he was sure he could easily beat her, which would give him some face in front of the young girl.

Soon, the servants set up the chessboard, and the two began their game.

However, after just two games, the confidence on Old Master Mo's face completely vanished, replaced by utter shock. Shen Jingshu's chess moves were steady and sharp, her strategy profound, every move concealing a hidden secret, her offense and defense flawless, her chess skills far surpassing those of ordinary people.

In two consecutive matches, Grandpa Mo suffered a crushing defeat, utterly powerless to retaliate.

He was completely convinced and waved his hand dismissively, beckoning Mo Hanzhou: "Don't you also know how to play chess? Come here, it's your turn to play a game with Jing Shu."

Mo Hanzhou reluctantly agreed, took the old man's place, and started anew with Shen Jingshu.

His chess skills were already superb and steady, his moves measured and controlled. The two were evenly matched, evenly matched. On the chessboard, the pieces were placed and exchanged, the game was both close and exciting.

Watching the game from the sidelines, Grandpa Mo became more and more satisfied. Seeing the two players' equally matched chess skills and compatible auras, he felt that the two children were a perfect match, and he was filled with regret.

Just as the game of chess was at a stalemate and no winner had been decided, the butler bowed and hurried in, announcing in a low voice, "Master, the two young ladies have come to visit you."

Old Master Mo was slightly taken aback, then quickly came to his senses and casually ordered, "Let them in."

He already had a plan in mind. He would take this opportunity to let his two granddaughters get to know Shen Jingshu and become good friends with her so that they could take care of each other in the future.

A moment later, two young girls entered the hall. They were about the same age as Shen Jingshu, but their temperaments were completely different.

One was dressed in exquisite designer clothes, her demeanor composed, clearly raised in luxury; the other was dressed simply and plainly, with a neat ponytail, her attire understated and unassuming. They were the twin daughters of the Mo family, Mo Chu and Mo Xi.

As soon as the two stepped inside, Mo Xi rushed to the old man's side, sweetly calling him "Grandpa," and then turned to greet Mo Hanzhou obediently, "Big Brother."

Mo Chu stood quietly not far away, his expression calm and his emotions unreadable.

Just then, the dust settled on the chessboard, and Shen Jingshu narrowly won, ending the game.

Grandpa Mo immediately burst into laughter, teasing his grandson: "Hahaha, aren't you usually quite good at chess? You wouldn't let me win at all just now, but now you've finally met someone who can suppress you!"

Mo Hanzhou looked up at Shen Jingshu and bowed respectfully, saying, "Miss Shen's chess skills are superb; I sincerely admire them."

"Come here, Jing Shu, let me introduce you." The old man beckoned the two girls to come forward. "These are my second son's twin granddaughters, Mo Chu and Mo Xi, who are also Han Zhou's cousins."

Shen Jingshu's gaze fell on the two sisters, and she nodded politely in acknowledgment.

Mo Xi wore a sweet smile, but a fleeting, almost imperceptible hint of jealousy flashed across her eyes, which she quickly concealed. She then turned to the old man and asked, "Grandpa, who is this little sister?"

"This is Shen Jingshu, who saved my life. You are about the same age, so it's good that you know each other. You should visit each other more often in the future."

"So you're Grandpa's savior. We must thank you properly, Sister Jing Shu." Mo Xi smiled sweetly, but her words carried a hint of inquiry. "May I ask which family you're from? Since returning to China, I've been mingling in Beijing's high society circles. I know most of the young ladies of my age from prominent families, but I've never met you before."

She had only recently returned to China and had just entered the circle of noble ladies in Beijing when she secretly had someone collect information on all the young ladies of her age from prominent families. After going through all the files, she found no one named Shen Jingshu.

Upon hearing this, Old Master Mo smiled and offered a reminder: "Jing Shu is the daughter of the Li family."

"So you're the Li family's stepdaughter?"